Go

The feeling of nothingness surrounds my being.

I'm scared when people my scars are seeing.

Vulnerability is torture inside my veins

Their actions - predictable - it's all in vain.

They sneak a peak and take what they can

Then vanish shamelessly, changing the plan.

I'm feeling tossed around for only a brief,

Then left there to smile, becoming a thief.

A thief of the moments that slowly pass by

A thief for sensations that are always a lie.

Is hard to find someone who'll stay

Because in the end, they all walk away.

The issue is hidden away from my eyes

I'm tired of caring, tired of lies.

I'm always listening, but never listened to.

Still, I'm a figther, I'll always be there for you.

It's a curse and a blessing, excitement and pain,

It's all that I am, with nothing to gain.